AUSTRALIA ~ The Antipodes

I love a sunburnt country / A land of sweeping plains / Of ragged mountain ranges / Of droughts and flooding rains / I love her far horizons / I love her jewel-sea / Her beauty and her terror / The wide brown land for me / ~ Dorothea Mackellar (1885-1968)

Thursday, March 28, 2013

I saw this sign on a car window and wondered what it all meant.
When I Googled the website of Patagonia Torquay I was more intrigued.
The business sells products that are environmentally friendly.The wild world we love is fast disappearing. At Patagonia, we think that business can inspire solutions to the environmental crisis. This means that what we make and how we make it must cause the least harm to the environment. We evaluate raw materials, invest in innovative technologies, and rigorously police our waste.
And their origins were especially fascinating.In 1973 Patagonia established itself out of a small company that made tools for climbers.
Reaching the shores of Torquay in 2008, our values here in Australia reflect those of a business started by a band of climbers but now focus on our national past time of surfing, and the minimalist style that lifestyle promotes. The approach we take towards product design demonstrates a bias for simplicity and utility.
For us at Patagonia, a love of wild and beautiful places demands participation in the fight to save them, and to help reverse the steep decline in the overall environmental health of our planet. We donate our time, services and at least 1% of our sales to hundreds of grassroots environmental groups all over the world who work to help reverse the tide.
The business is part of a Conservation Alliance founded in 1989.

And the fish in the sign?
Torquay is on the southern Victorian coastline - by the sea.
And the business sells fly fishing and surf products too.Monitored footprintsEnvironment caretakersBusiness role models
Linking to:Signs, Signs

Thursday, March 14, 2013

This business used to be on the Nepean Highway opposite Dromana beach.
Now it has moved to a small group of shops further back from the main street.
The name is now Gourmet Emporium, specialising in hampers filled with the produce and wines of the Mornington Peninsula.
The above photo is of the original sign.

Try some temptationsHamper yourself with delightsYour heart will thank you

Sunday, March 10, 2013

The much maligned power lines - destroyers of scenic beauty!
Is there a possibility that they may be beautiful as a focus of a photo?
These power lines are at Bittern.
And I thought they cast some rather artistic shadows.

Thursday, March 7, 2013

Sign displayed at Bittern railway crossing.
The line is not a heavy track.
It is a sideline from Frankston for the eastern Mornington Peninsula area, with just a few stations ending at Stony Point.
Even though the old steam engine has been gone awhile now, replaced by 2 electric carriages, the sign lives on.
I hope it lingers for awhile yet.

Tuesday, March 5, 2013

At first, this looks like an ordinary hoop for shooting balls.
But I have never seen one that allows the leafy view of the setting to be seen through the backboard - or such a huge backboard for that matter!
I just wondered why it was so close to the gutter of the carport roofline!
The photo was taken at the village of Bittern on the Mornington Peninsula.

Saturday, March 2, 2013

This couple has been a part of the annual Westernport Festival community parade for some years.
And still they draw lots of attention and admiration.
What this motorised carriage is actually named I really don't know.

Lady Gemma

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Footfalls echo in the memory,
Down the passage which we did not take,
Towards the door we never opened
Into the rose-garden.- T.S.Eliot ..............................
My page was too white/My ink was too thin/The day wouldn’t write/What the night pencilled in
-'The Book of Longing'
Leonard Cohen.....................
Creative discord of fractured harmonies! Between the Question and the Answer is
A Hush...
A Whisper...
A Dreaming... The grit of raw desert lands whirls on the winds in erotic rhythms - sometimes.
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